My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 798

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WARNING!!!

A little more than [MATURE CONTENT] in this chapter!!!

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Spank!

"Hiss—!" Kisha gasped, her eyes flying open when Duke suddenly landed a sharp smack on her butt cheeks. She looked at him in disbelief, but he only grinned back at her, unapologetically smug.

That grin wavered just slightly when her inner walls clenched involuntarily from the impact. Duke's entire body trembled beneath her, his grip tightening as he fought to hold back.

Seeing Duke struggle to control his body's reaction after her inner walls clenched around him amused Kisha. A spark of satisfaction lit up in her eyes—right now, she was completely in control. Every move she made determined his fate: if she stopped, he would be left aching; if she rode him harder, he'd unravel, teetering on the edge of madness.

That power thrilled her.

She began to move her hips—slow, deliberate rolls that circled in rhythm, grinding down with teasing precision. Kisha kept her eyes on him, watching with growing satisfaction as Duke's composed facade began to crack. His gaze, once steady, was now burning and glazed with lust, locked on her like she was the only thing anchoring him.

When she hit the perfect rhythm, Duke bit his lower lip, his cock twitching inside her in response. The reaction only spurred Kisha on. She picked up the pace, slamming her hips down harder, faster, each movement pushing Duke closer to the edge. His hands gripped her ass tightly, fingers digging into her flesh as his chest rose and fell in ragged breaths. _{freewebnøvel.coɱ}

Kisha leaned forward, letting her fingers trace along the sculpted lines of his chest. Her touch slid across the ridges of his toned muscles until she reached one of his nipples. Mimicking the way he usually teased her, she circled it with her fingertips, then pinched gently.

Duke hissed, a shudder running through his entire body. The added stimulation made his pleasure spike, and his eyes locked on hers—wild, desperate, and completely consumed.

As Kisha moved rhythmically, riding Duke with rising intensity, she relished the way he squirmed under her touch—his expression taut with pleasure. Her own body arched back, lost in the shared heat of the moment. But then, she felt Duke's fingers teasingly circle the sensitive ring of her ass again.

Her eyes narrowed sharply at him in warning. "Don't you even think about it."

Duke met her glare with feigned innocence. "Wifey, I haven't even done anything yet."

But within seconds, his fingers breached her once more, slipping inside with maddening ease. Kisha gasped, the sudden intrusion catching her off guard—but she didn't stop. She couldn't. The pace she'd built was too precious now, the rhythm too close to tipping her over the edge again. If she stopped, she might lose it.

Duke, of course, knew exactly what he was doing—and took full advantage. His fingers moved in and out, slow but deliberate.

"I mean it," Kisha hissed through heavy breaths. "Don't even think about putting that thing in there."

Her voice trembled with a mixture of threat and desperation. The mere thought of him trying to fit his cock there—so thick, so unforgiving—made her body tense. 'There's no way I could take it,' she thought. 'He'll break me.'

"Wifey, I was just curious how it might feel," Duke said with a wicked smile, biting his lower lip as he watched her through half-lidded eyes. His fingers never stopped going in and out of her ass, testing boundaries as Kisha continued to move atop him, undeterred, her pace full of passion and intensity. He was clearly enjoying every second—her reactions, her control, the way her body responded to his every touch.

"In your dreams," Kisha managed between heavy breaths. She was curious too—just a little—but not enough to entertain the idea seriously. Just imagining it made her wince. She wasn't sure what would happen if Duke ever got bold enough to try; just imagining Duke's cock in there made her legs tremble, she doubted she'd be able to sit for a week. The risk felt far too real, even through the fog of lust clouding her thoughts. There were some lines she wasn't ready to cross.